The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 31: "Our Friends"

Roland was sitting at his desk in a daze. He actually did not expect that someone was trying to commit murder in his palace.

She was afraid that if Nightingale did not find them soon, they would kill her in cold blood.

Who ordered this assassination attempt?

Was it her third sister, or one of her other siblings?

Why are they doing this?

It was a five-year struggle for the throne, but in recent months they had already tried to kill him twice.

Roland, full of aggravation, kicked his desk. This is really outrageous!

Can't they just let him face the Moon Demon?

Footsteps were heard from outside the door. That's Carter, the chief knight. After she pushed the door open, she said, “Your Majesty, the identity of the deceased person has been identified.

Of the eight bodies, seven were the original members of the patrol, but the latter remains unidentified.

In addition, there were two who were still alive and under the care of the witch.

Also the road to the gutter is heavily guarded now. ”

They're from the city patrol? He knows that the team brought up by the former Master is unreliable.

Roland gritted his teeth, in fact, eight out of ten people were unfaithful, so not letting them join the militia was really the right choice.

“That's great, and also make sure they are always well taken care of, don't let them kill themselves like last time!”

"As ... Last time?"

“Ah, it's okay.” Roland shook his head. Apparently due to Nightingale's morning wake-up call, her head was still confused.

“By the way, I want to know everything about them. Who is their leader?

Who is their contact person?

Who are their investors?

You should investigate all this and more..”.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Carter had obtained his order, but he did not leave immediately, instead he knelt down and said,

“That the assassins can sneak into the castle is a negligence of my duty. I hope Your Majesty will punish me. ”

“Enough already. At that time, you were not even in the castle, so this has nothing to do with you.”

"Yes ......" Carter hesitated, though,

"Can you tell me who ultimately prevented this assassination attempt?

I can see from the scene, that they.” the knight had to swallow, spit,

“they all seem to have been killed by the same person and are completely helpless.”

"That's all you can say?" Roland's curious.

"If they were matched evenly, the scene wouldn't be so clean and the wound would spread widely all over the body" Carter whispered,

"Everyone was killed in a small barn, other than blood and corpses.

There was almost no damage to the items placed there.

The large boxes that stored the meat did not even have a sword cut. It showed that the man did not need to use any cover, either,

it was as if he was walking around in a small open space. With all due respect, though,

Your Majesty, this is too extraordinary. ”

So that was the reason, Roland nodded, he understood the meaning of Carter's explanation. Once a theoretically strong person is surrounded, he will fall into a very disadvantageous situation –

real battles usually don't end as shown in the movies, where the besieged send enemies one after another to the ground.

An attack from the blind spot would be deadly. So to fight a lot of people, the right approach is to rely on the terrain and the environment so that they can always face opposition.

But Nightingale was not one of those ordinary people.

“No matter what you do, you have to complete the mission I gave you, first. This person cannot be revealed yet, but when the time comes, I will tell you.

” Although he knows that the chief knight is one of his loyal and reliable subordinates and he also knows that Nana and Anna are witches, both of them are witches,

but Roland still chose to hide Nightingale's whereabouts from her, because the difference between her and the other two witches. was that she did not belong to their side.

He only stayed in Border Town because of Anna. He belonged to the Witch Association Cooperation, and sooner or later would leave this city.

Carter saluted and left. Roland could understand his thoughts. As an expert with the sword, Carter constantly practiced training programs resulting from summarizing and collecting battle techniques for hundreds of years,

they are proud of their heritage. But when he saw the scenery in the warehouse, he could not believe it and started to hesitate –

if swordplay could be refined to such a state, what legacy would they usually be proud of?

“I also thought about it. How about that?

You can settle here as my hidden sword. You will get two gold royals as monthly salaries, double what Anna gets. What say?"

Roland started advising him further, “You will get a house with a garden, two days off every week, and even paid leave every year –

uh, that's it, the rest is just a prize money.”

To my surprise, though,

Nightingale did not resolutely reject it.

He just smiled and didn't answer yes or no, I can't leave my friend, no matter what.

“That will happen now, but when winter ends, Border Town will begin a reconstruction period.

And at that time, how many people would still care.

And then ... The witches no longer have to suffer discrimination while walking the streets.

No one will see you as the spokesperson of the devil.”

"And next ... You always talk about it," Nightingale said indifferently.

It's time to stop. It is always better to see than to hear. This kind of thing can only be changed slowly.

Roland changed the subject, "Nana has been sent back safely, right?"

"Ah yes, but she's scared." Roland sighed,

how else, it was midnight when she was awakened by Nightingale.

When he was taken to the scene and saw the scene of the battle, he almost vomited.

Nightingale gave him a brief explanation of the things that happened, and then he told her to get Nana.

Usually, Nana only cures chickens. But now, when the little girl saw people covered in blood, she instantly fainted.

After a while, he woke up and started healing people from the city patrol with a face full of tears.

To keep Nana's family in the dark, Nightingale was also responsible for bringing her back. When everything was in order, it was almost dawn.

“How is the investigation?

Could you know my good brother or sister, who sent them? ”

Nightingale shook her head,

“They are all people from your own patrol, with only one exception, though,

but he also did not carry any evidence regarding his identity with him.

With enough money, anyone can hire them.

But I think this may not be related to your brother. "

"Why?" “Because it's very unorganized. Over the course of several occasions, the team actually had a lot of infighting.

And soon after their failure, they did not commit suicide, leaving at least two people alive.

And then, they have no professional performance. Generally speaking, they are just street punks.

This is unlike the style of your brothers, more likely that it is a layman's plan.

I think even if I am not here, it is unlikely that their assassination attempt will be successful.

Don't forget that Anna is sleeping downstairs. ” Nightingale reach for Roland cup,

he did not seem to care to drink from the same cup as her, and then said,

“No matter what, your knight has asked for the truth about what happened in the gutter, and I'm sure he will do it. soon know the truth –

compared to your former sister, the man was much less professional.

If I don't go, he will still kneel in front of me begging me not to kill him.”

“Those severely injured patrol members, it looks like he's the one I called not long ago.”

"Thank you?" Nightingale tilted her head,

“I think you should reward him. If he didn't fight others, I wouldn't have found them so soon

and they'll sneak into the castle's basement. Although it is still unclear why he did that, but hostile enemies are our friends, right? ”

Yeah, thought Roland,

but the most important thing was not whether he was a friend or an enemy, but rather Nightingale who said those two words.

"Our friend."